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They Are All Gone Into The World Of Light, And I Alone Sit Lingering Here

They Are All Gone Into The World Of Light,

They are all gone into the world of light,
And I alone sit lingering here;
Their very memory is fair and bright,
And my sad thoughts doth clear.

Henry Vaughan: ‘They Are All Gone’

In her ears the chime
Of full, sad bells brings back her old springtide.

Lionel Johnson: ‘Oxford’

Things Change. And Friends Leave

Things Change. And Friends Leave

So Much More To Life Than Finding Someone Who Will Want You

There’s So Much More To Life Than Finding Someone Who Will Want You